395px

SHIP

Feid

ESQUIRLA

Wow, uy, yeah
Tu cora se putió y ya se recuperó full, hey
Las cicatrices se borran
Con una noche de perreo y alcohol
Ella no quiere visitar al doctor
Sus amigas dicen sí, ella dice no

Llega el finde y empieza a recordar
Esa esquirla en su cora está enterrá'
'Ta enterrá'

Le partieron el cora con una pistola
Estaba putiá' por dentro ella se arregló sola
En la disco apretá', sudaá'

Party y botelleo, la baby vino a perrear
Le partieron el cora con una pistola
Estaba putiá' por dentro, ella se arregló sola

Estaba perdida, 'ta crecía desde el día en que pasó to'
No sabía si saldría de esa puta relación
Monotonía, ahora se pone falda, sube foto en Nueva York
Por Milán, por París, pero la baby ahora es mía

Se desacató la muchacha
Un shot, dos shot, una cacha
Nunca sornera, siempre en alta

Y empieza a acordar de la esquirla
En su cora está enterrá'
'Ta enterrá'

Le partieron el cora con una pistola
Estaba putiá' por dentro ella se arregló sola, yeah
En la disco apretá', sudaá'

Party y botelleo, la baby vino a perrear
Le partieron el cora con una pistola
Estaba putiá' por dentro, ella se arregló sola

SHIP

Wow, oops, yeah
Your heart was ruined and it has already recovered fully, hey
The scars fade away
With a night of perreo and alcohol
She doesn't want to visit the doctor
Her friends say yes, she says no

The weekend arrives and begins to remember
That splinter in his heart is buried
'Ta buried'

They broke his heart with a gun
She was whore inside, she fixed herself
In the disco press, sweat

Party and drinking, the baby came to twerk
They broke his heart with a gun
She was whore inside, she fixed herself

I was lost, 'ta grew from the day it happened'
I didn't know if I would get out of that fucking relationship.
Monotony, now she wears a skirt, uploads photo in New York
For Milan, for Paris, but the baby is mine now

The girl was disrespectful
One shot, two shot, one shot
Never sneering, always up

And he begins to remember the splinter
In his heart he is buried
'Ta buried'

They broke his heart with a gun
She was whore inside, she fixed herself, yeah
In the disco press, sweat

Party and drinking, the baby came to twerk
They broke his heart with a gun
She was whore inside, she fixed herself

Escrita por: